Tamage (TheMovie) Lyrics

Can you remember the rain

Can you remember the rain

You left me for somebody else

Now I'm a space left by myself

You broke so many rules at school

I took the blame

I guess I was the fool

We got that heat, nigga, even in the winter

Houston, Texas, AC blastin', nigga its mid-December

Mercedes emblem on that all-black Sprinter

Your courage rented , don't say that shit, then repent it

You gotta live with the sentence

I'm on my Popeye, straight to the spinach

These niggas pop, fly, hit, and forget it

Been on my way to a bag, better believe I'ma get it

I ain't the roughest, ain't the toughest, but believe I'm the biggest

That shit came rocky like the mountains

Hit the streets like a gymnast, thought I would never stop countin

Baby, don't cry me no river, want you to weep in my fountain

We got lighters on the dresser and we got pounds on the counter

Ain't no snakes in the grass, I poured the concrete around us, the foundation

Nigga puffed the herb and got this levitatin

Spiritual and mental elevation

Four-five plus nine, equals zero hesitatin

If it ain't bout' feedin' my daughter, nigga, stop the conversation

Ain't bout the politickin

Who at my back when I ain't have a hole in shit, a pot to piss in

And then they blame it on the ego when they see me and I'm actin' different

Bitch, I'm the ocean, not a wave, yeah the pallet gifted

We used to play out in the rain

One night, my school did a hearse

She said that we were crazy

I thought I'd never go alone

Who wants to ride with me

Who better to say

Dancin' with my demon or a shadow, I can't tell between the two

How you look me in my face and still ain't tellin' me the truth

Real shit, sometimes these niggas be actin' real bitch

Wear it and walk a mile, motherfucker, if the shoe fit

Want beef takin' nigga to the Routh Chris

Rats in the maze, yeah, the struggle made me do this

I was young and influenced

Sit down if you ain't standin' for the movement

Talkin' loud, but lil' nigga, you ain't doin' shit

Stuck up in the yard, lil' nigga, you ain't gon' shoot shit

Lil' nigga, you ain't gon' shoot shit

Stuck inside the yard, all I ever saw you shoot is bricks

For Uncle Sam, I'ma need them 40 acres

Before I let this chopper sing like Anita Baker

Keep the rope, they string us up, we gon' need it later

Freedom now, we can keep the revolution for later

Twenty-eight days of my history, don't get no better sike

Zero days without oppression

I say, yikes, it's outta sight, it's outta mind, I can't find

I can here, my brothers cryin', gasping weezing I can't breathe

Borm with the face of the struggle now, I can't leave

I'd rather die in these streets, fuck these racist police

Even a blind man can see we ain't free

White stones on my black skin, slave of my time

Was a king back then, throw dirt on my name, ridicule my skin

In a land of milk and honey, we just livin' in sin

Ain't such a disgrace, courts wanna judge me by race

Can you remember the rain

Can you remember the rain

You left me for somebody else

Now I must face life by myself